Depravity

Epilogue

"That was a year ago. When I got home that night Grace was gone. I figured she ran until I saw the reports on the news the next day. I wanted to see what they had to say about the garage. It was the first story the went with. But Grace...Grace was the second.

She was shot outside a convenience store, and to this day I can't help but blame myself, I knew if I got involved with her I would drag her into some shit. I just didn't think she would be the one to put herself in that situation. The endless loop of violence and murder tainted her. I tainted her. It was my gun...if she had never been with me she wouldn't have killed those girls. She could have made it out."

"Do you ever feel like you experience survivors guilt for making it out when she didn't?" The counselor asks me.

"No, not even once. I survived because I killed everyone who would have prevented that. I feel bad because I enabled that violence to continue after I was gone. And sometimes I feel like everything I did was for nothing. I've been feeling like may be depravity is just a symptom of human nature you know? Pride, greed, envy, lust, wrath; may be it's all unavoidable. May be you can't eliminate Hell because it lives in all of us."